Collecte Works
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Some have chimes
Something in the water
Sorrow moves in wide waves
SPIRALS
Spring
Springtime's wide
Stage Directions
Stone
SUBLIMINAL
Summer's away, I traded my chicks for trees
Sunday's motor-cars
Swedenborg
Swept snow, Li Po
SWITCHBOARD GIRL
Synamism
T.E. Lawrence
TASTE AND TENDERNESS
Tea
Tell me a story about the war.
Ten o'clock
Terrible things coming up
That woman!—eyeing houses
The Badlands
The Ballad of Basil
The boy tossed the news
The broad-leaved Arrow-head
The brown muskrat, noiseless
The cabin door flew open
The clothesline post is set
The death of my poor father
The elegant office girl
The eleventh of progressional
The evening's automobiles
The eye
The government men said Don't plant wheat
The graves
The land of four o'clocks is here
(The long/canoes)
The man of law
The men leave the car
The museum man!
The music, lady
The number of Britons killed
The obliteration
The park/“a darling walk/for the mind”
THE PRESIDENT OF THE HOLDING COMPANY
The slip of a girl announcer
The smooth black stone
The soil is poor
The wild and wavy event
The young ones go away to school
Their apples fall down
There was a bridge once that said I'm going
There's a better shine
They came at a pace
They live a cool distance
They've lost their leaves
THOMAS JEFFERSON
Thomas Jefferson Inside
Three Americans
Through all this granite land
Thure Kumlien
To a Maryland editor, 1943:
To Aeneas who closed his piano
To foreclose
To my pres-/surepump
To my small/electric pump
To Paul now old enough to read:
To see the man who took care of our stock
To war they kept
To whom
TRACES OF LIVING THINGS
TRADITION
Transition
Trees over the roof
Troubles to win
Truth
TV
Two old men—
UNCLE
Understand me, dead is nothing
Unsurpassed in beauty
van Gogh
Van Gogh could see
Violin Debut
Voyageurs
Waded, watched, warbled
Wallace Stevens
War
Wartime
Watching dan- /cers on skates
We are what the seas
We know him—Law and Order League—
We physicians watch the juices rise
Well, spring overflows the land
What a woman!—hooks men like rugs
What bird would light
What cause have you
What horror to awake at night
When brown folks lived a distance
When do we live again Ann
When Ecstasy is Inconvenient
When Johnny (Chapman) Appleseed
White
Who was Mary Shelley?
Why can't I be happy
Wild pigeon
Wild strawberries
Wilderness
Will You Write Me a Christmas Poem?
WINTERGREEN RIDGE
Woman in middle life
Woman with Umbrella
Years
You are my friend—
You know, he said, they used to make
You see here
Young girl to marry
Young in Fall I said: the birds
Your erudition
Your father to me in your eighth summer: